I think best with a pencil in my hand.

We are always bargaining with our feelings so that we can live from day to day.

The punctuation of anniversaries is terrible, like the closing of doors, one after another between you and what you want to hold on to.

Not knowing how to feed the spirit, we try to muffle its demands in distraction...What matters is that one be for a time inwardly attentive.

America, which has the most glorious present still existing in the world today, hardly stops to enjoy it, in her insatiable appetite for the future.

Is there anything as horrible as starting on a trip? Once you're off, that's all right, but the last moments are earthquake and convulsion, and the feeling that you are a snail being pulled off your rock.

It's funny how you can be mad at someone one moment and want to hug them the next.